This was the part of the night Eriya dreaded. She actually had to make love to a geek. A virgin at that. That meant he might be a little rough.
Daisuke came into the room, and thankfully he left his shirt and boxer shorts on, even though the shirt said New Dominion Tank Police on it. So he was an anime geek after all.
Daisuke sat on the bed next to her, and stared at her, not knowing what to do. To avoid a huge disaster, Eriya said, "Just lie down and relax. Let me show you how it's done."
"Wait a minute, I need to take my glasses off," he said.
He took them off, only to reveal the second most beautiful pair of eyes she ever beheld. She was stunned at this development. Before he was a normal guy. Now, he was a guy with boyish looks, about the age she was when the war with the rebels was over.
Meanwhile, Naria, who had left the apartment, climbed back in through a window. Naria put on a pair of gloves and she began searching. First in the darkroom, where she found some pictures and some negatives. She then found the camera he had been using, and took the roll of film out of it. She found another next to it, which was most likely the roll he used to take photos of them at the College. She took that.
Naria went to his workroom, which had everything a person needed to alter pictures. She took a disk labeled Leopard Twins Project and searched for other things. She found a manila folder labeled Leopard Twins Finished Pictures. She opened it up, and found various photos of them together and they were poorly done. She was no expert, but her very perceptive eyes told her that wasn't her and her sis smooching. She took those too. She searched for other evidence, and then decided to raid Daisuke's hard drive. It took her about seven tries to figure out that the password was Annapuma, because she spied him wearing a Masamune Shirow t-shirt. She copied all the images onto a Zip drive disk, and deleted the originals. Not only put them in the Recycling Bin, but actually deleted them. She then took the Zip drive disk.
She found a check written out for the Japanese equivalent of $5,000. She copied it on his copying machine, hoping that it was a quiet machine.
It was. She got it done, placed the check back where it was before, put the copy in a bag and slipped out the window. She then silently wished her sister good luck.
In the other room, a boyish man who had beautiful blue eyes and blond hair was dazzling Eriya. Daisuke seemed to have an intoxicating effect on her, and her strange attraction to him was intensifying by the minute. She wondered if he had spiked the lemonade.
"Daisuke, I want you to know that before we do this, I'm doing it because I love you, not because you need the experience. Don't see this as an opportunity to brag to the entire student body that you screwed the freaky leopard-girl. I'm doing this because I now genuinely do love you."
"Is that the truth?"
"Yes."
Daisuke seemed embarrassed.
"I have to tell you something. I lied to you before about taking the pictures for fun. I was going to make copies and use them. Do you know what for?"
"No."
"I was going to manipulate the photos so that I could make it appear that you
two were making out. It's not that I have a perverted mind, it's that Tanaka
wants as much evidence as possible of you two doing it."
"Well, he's a dick. You should know that."
"Yeah, well, the money he paid me bought me a used car. One that I might drive you around in, if you give me the chance."
"What do you mean?"
"I wish that maybe we could date—"
"Of course! I wouldn't give up a chance to love you, blue-eyes!"
"You must think I'm scum."
"No, I think you're a very good man to admit you were wrong. But I'm afraid I haven't been so honest, either."
"What do you mean?"
"As we speak, I think Naria's stealing your nasty pictures of us."
"Yeah, well, I deserve it. I treated you wonderful ladies like crap, when you were just being friendly and nice to me."
"It's okay. If we incriminate Tanaka, we'll call it even."
